Songtext

Jessica Maria
Thorsten French Anita Rodrigeuz seed
From Havana to Berlin Kingston breed
Real blood real breath no machine script
Listen close when the tongue flips

Born under Cuban sun blood of the island
Shifted to German frost cold iron climate
Land in Kingston hear the bass vibration
Three worlds clash in a single vocalization
They tag my voice fake call it synthesized
Cause my syntax too sharp too localized
German structure mixed with Latin heat
Dancehall cadence riding on the boom-bap beat
I spit real grit sweat on the mic grill
System glitching when I speak my truth still
Every bar I drop feeds the yard back home
Raising funds for the youth where seeds get grown
You can't map this breath can't control this soul
Ancient lineage taking full control

Jessica Maria hear the warrior noie
Jessica Maria hear the warrior noise
From Havana to the yard we break the mold
Pure human soul truth gets told

Anita gave me rhythm Thorsten gave me drive
Living breathing proof that the art is alive
Filtered by the feeds labeled fake on screen
Cause they never heard a voice this clean and mean
Patois on my tongue Deutsch in my brain
Spanish in my heart running through my vein
Try to classify what you can't compute
When charity calls all the noise stays mute
No synthetic breath no corporate brand
Warrior stance for my island land
I stand in the light let real drums bang
Organic force in the songs I sang

Jessica Maria hear the warrior noise
Jessica Maria hear the warrior noise
From Havana to the yard we break the mold
Pure human soul truth gets told

Bloodline real
Jessica Maria French Rodriguez
From Cuba to the world
Pure warrior energy
Always real